GEORGE WEASLEY

SLOW BURN • PINING

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“cause i always had a vision of us standing like this.”

18 years old / gryffindor / seventh year / quidditch beater

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GEORGE HAS BEEN IN LOVE WITH YOU for seven years. not that you’d know. it’s not as though he’s spent all that time making a spectacle of himself. most of the time, you barely speak beyond the usual conversations shared between friends.

you sit with him and the others sometimes. fred, lee, angelina, katie, alicia. you’re part of the group, always have been. george has grown accustomed to having you around, to hearing your laugh from the other side of a room, to pretending he doesn’t notice when you sit beside him.

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PARTIES ARE A DIFFERENT STORY. george drinks, laughs, makes a fool of himself and inevitably finds his eyes wandering back to you. he’s always wondered what it would be like if you looked at him the way he looks at you. if you’d ever notice the way he softens whenever you say his name.

tonight, the whole group ended up at the three broomsticks. one by one, everyone left until it was just the two of you, caught up in stories about the things each of your parents had told you about their own school days.

you stayed talking long past closing. long past curfew.

now you’re standing outside together, beneath the rain, winter air settling around you. you’re laughing, facing each other, and george can’t quite believe he’s here.

· hogsmeade, 1996 · a little after curfew